She didn't want to schmooze clients. She wanted--

Well, no, it didn't matter, because Chicago was a long, long way away.

She headed to her VIP table to leave a note for Nolan and Brooke. She'd had her fill of the gala extravaganza, and simply wanted to go home.

But, of course, she had no pen, so she turned around to search down a waiter.

There he was.

Which made no sense because he was in Chicago. But that was him, no doubt about it. And she wanted to run to him--but that would make a scene. Plus, she'd probably fall. Her shoes weren't exactly made for running.

So she waited, breathless, for him to come to her.

"Hey, beautiful. That dress looks amazing on you."

"You're only saying that because I want to hear it."

"And because it's true."

Her grin spread so wide it hurt.

"I liked your pictures."

"Did you?"

"Mmm," he said, then stepped closer.

"How are you here?"

He lifted a shoulder. "I told the office that I was taking New Year's Eve off."

"That simple?"

He shook his head. "No. But that important."

Tears pricked her eyes. "Thank you."

He brushed his thumb over her lower lip, the sensation hinting at a kiss.

She swallowed. "What do you want to do?"

"I've come a long way to get here. Right now, I just want to hold you. Dance with me?"

With a nod, she slid into his arms. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"This has been the best night ever."

His brow rose. "Has been? It's not over yet."

"I know. But I didn't want to forget to tell you."

She rested her head against his chest as they swayed to the music. "And I already know this is one of those rare, triple gold star eveni

ngs."

Chapter Ten

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